Nothing to see here...Move along...
You ever get to the point where life just sorta makes everyone nattering about abstract shit seem...inconsequential? That's me, now. I am skimming a lot of my reader, and marking as read whole swaths of posts sight unseen. No offense. Just where I am at right now.
- Blog posts I am reading - kids, summer, art, crime in the 'hood, deciding what type of weed eater to buy.
- Blog posts I am skipping - theology, "what should we be doing?", talking instead of doing.
Not a judgment. Just where I am lately. About me, too. I want life. Not some pale discussion of it.
Don't look for any Jack Handey deep thoughts from here for a while. Sorry about that. I am done with talking. I want to try. I want to do. I want to fail. I want to live. I want to read about other people trying, doing, failing, living. "Just" living.
Save the theory. Blog about life. That goes for me, too.